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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Unlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.

Unlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.

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Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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Color Nostalgia Paint Phoenix Poem Wings
He’s shy, he talks to her only. She’s bold, she listens to him only.
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Bold Herself Himself Listening Shy Talk
She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
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Herself Listening Poetry Silence Soul
I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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Harmony Moon Myself Ocean Yourself
She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
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Blood Herself Inspirational Nature Pain
When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
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Creation Fall In Love God Introspect Woman
Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.
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Darkness Embrace Shine Stars Teaching Yourself
I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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Love Myself Paint Song Start Touch Writing
She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Call Darkness Hands Herself Hide
You can always wear armor of your smile as a remedy for this world full of damaged souls.
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Damage Remedy Smile Soul Wear World
Fear people who dare to walk with their chest open, despite of having a heart bruise by love.
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Bruise Chest Fear Heart People Walk
Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Art Artist Death Human Immortal Sound
After heartbreak, darling treat yourself with some sunset and poetry in a wine glass.
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Break Up Heart Broken Poetry Treat Yourself
He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
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Count Eyes Himself Sky Stardom
I hope this pain never eases and these wounds never heal. That’s how you keep lingering in scars, underneath my skin.
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Break Up Healing Hope Linger Pain Scars Skin Wound
Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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Alone Crowd Moon Stardom

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